Yoongi woke up with a groan, blinking up at the bright ceiling for a few moments, before it clicked for him that the light shouldn't be on, since it was early morning and he and Namjoon always slept with the lights off.
He struggled to sit up, and gasped in pain, falling back against the mattress.
Panicking, he rolled over and was startled to see his hands were tied in rope, and they were draped over a still sleeping Namjoon, who was naked.
And then Yoongi looked down at himself and saw that he was naked as well.
"What the fuck-?" He mumbled to himself, sitting up slower.
He had new bruises and he wondered where the hell they had come from. He shifted and winced at the pain in his ass.
Suddenly he was terrified. He was tied up, naked, his ass hurt and he had no idea what had happened. He had to assume the worst, and right now all he could think about was the thought that someone had broken in during the night.
He shook Namjoon feverishly. "Namjoon! Wake up! Something happened!"
As Namjoon groaned and slowly woke up, Yoongi struggled to pull his boxers back on, the ropes being a hinderence to his efforts.
"Jungkook!" Yoongi shouted, remembering there were other people in the house who could be injured. "Taehyung- Jimin-"
He rolled off the bed with a yelp, hissing when he landed on his arm and pain shot through him, and quickly surpressed a moan.
"Yoongi?" Namjoon peered over the edge at his husband.
"Baby!" Yoongi gasped, relieved to see the boy looked okay.
Namjoon leaned down and grabbed Yoongi's arms, helping the boy back on the bed. He quickly grabbed the tiny teachers hands and began untying him. "Are you okay? How the hell did you tie yourself up?"
Yoongi shook his head. "I didn't! I don't know what's going on- my ass is sore."
Namjoon's eyebrows shot up. "You...bottomed?"
"No!" Yoongi wailed. "Not me! I don't remember anything!"
"Hey, it's okay," Namjoon quickly hugged him. "Agust was out last night, remember that? I can't recall anything after- oh!"
His eyes widened, suddenly recalling something. "RM!"
"Huh?" Yoongi was more confused.
"I think...the alters had too much fun last night." Namjoon checked himself over, seeing marks on his body that were not there before he kissed Agust last night.
Yoongi pointed to the boys neck. "I didn't give you that hickey."
Namjoon clasped his hand over it. "Agust must have, to RM."
Yoongi sighed, relaxing now that he knew there hadn't been an intruder. "Why the hell did Agust bottom? He would never, he's obsessed with control."
Namjoon smirked playfully. "RM must be more dom than everyone gave him credit for."
Yoongi smiled and rolled his eyes, shoving Namjoon backwards, quickly crawling on top of him.
"I'll remind you of your place, sub."
"Wait, baby, we can't yet. Your rib needs to heal, and after last night we should wait even longer before having sex." Namjoon said, his hands grabbing Yoongi.
"Agust already did!" Yoongi pouted, grinding his ass onto Namjoons bare hips. "I want to, too!"
"Baby-"
Yoongi grabbed the boys pierced nipple and Namjoon moaned, tossing his head back as Yoongi played with the silver barbell. "Fuck!"
Yoongi smirked, knowing he had won.
He shuffled down the boys body to crouch between Namjoon's legs, but before he could do anything, Jungkook and Taehyung raced in.
"Yoongi, are you okay?" Taehyung exclaimed, grabbing him and checking him for injuries.
"What happened? Why did you scream?" Jungkook asked, looking all around the room. "What the fuck happened in here? Your door is destroyed!"
Namjoon sat up, shooting a glare at Yoongi as he put a hand over his nipple protectively. "Cheater." He muttered. "Dirty fucking cheater."
"Sorry, false alarm." Yoongi cooed sweetly, pushing his head against Taehyung so the boy would pet his hair.
"What happened?" Jungkook insisted, arms crossed. "You're both covered in bruises! Yoongi! You're supposed to be healing!"
He whipped around and pointed accusingly at Namjoon. "And you! You're supposed to be making sure he heals!"
Yoongi huffed. "We're fine, it's nothing serious!"
Jungkook raised an eyebrow. "I'm not going to let the pain slut say he's fine. Come on," he grabbed Yoongi and hauled him off the bed. "I'm checking you back into the hospital to make sure your rib is okay."
Yoongi protested as Jungkook dressed him, exclaiming he was alright and that he was allowed to fuck his sub if he wanted to, but Jungkook was firm.
"You should go too." Taehyung told Namjoon. "Just to be safe."
"I'm fine," Namjoon huffed. "It's only a few-"
"Sub," Yoongi glared. "If I have to go then I'm dragging you with me."
Now it was Namjoon's turn to protest as he was dragged off the bed and forced into clothes. "Oh come on! Jungkook- Tae- I'm fine!"
Yoongi smirked as he and Namjoon were both led to the car by Jungkook and Taehyung. "Heh."
"Asshole." Namjoon muttered, still reaching over Yoongi to help him with his seat belt.
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The doctors checked them all over and aside from the new bruises, they were fine. Even Yoongi's rib was still healing properly, so Jungkook and Taehyung finally allowed the two to return home, but with rules they weren't allowed to fuck and had to stay in bed and be taken care of.
"I'm buying a new door. Don't break it." Jungkook warned them, before leaving the bedroom.
Yoongi grumbled, flopping onto his back on the bed, feeling grounded. "This sucks."
"At least they still allowed us to share a room." Namjoon shrugged, grabbing a book and settling down to read it.
Yoongi watched him for a few moments, before he got bored. "I can still watch porn."
"Then you'll get hard and I won't suck you off." Namjoon said, turning a page.
Yoongi complained some more, rolling over Namjoon to annoy him, but the stubborn student refused to let Yoongi interrupt his reading and Yoongi finally huffed, curling up against Namjoon's side to sleep.
It had turned to evening by the time Namjoon finished the thick book and set it aside, smiling down at his tiny sleeping husband.
He pulled the blankets over both of them, cuddling Yoongi close. His hand drifted up to pet Yoongi's hair comfortingly.
Yoongi yawned, waking up a little to nudge himself closer. "Sub..."
"Pervert."
"Love you." Yoongi closed his eyes, the blankets pulled up over his nose.
"Love you more." Namjoon kissed the teachers forehead.
Then he remembered. "Yoongi...who is Song-Ara?"
Yoongi was still for a few moments, before he blinked his eyes open sleepily. "Hmm?"
"Song-Ara, who is she?" Namjoon asked. "You mentioned her in your sleep before."
Yoongi rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. "Did I?"
"You're not cheating on me, are you?" Namjoon teased, nudging him.
Yoongi scoffed. "As if, sub."
Then he grew somber. "She's...my mom."
Namjoon was stunned. He obviously knew about Yoongi's father, but he never learned anything about Yoongi's mother. Just that she left them both when Yoongi was really young.
"He...had a video of her." Yoongi whispered. "We made a cake...I was babypie..."
Namjoon didn't know what to say, so he just held Yoongi closer. "Do you miss her?"
Yoongi wasn't sure. He hadn't really grown up with her, and the fact she left Yoongi with his father instead of taking him with her always stuck with him.
But she did love him, he could remember that in her eyes when he recalled the video.
Without even realizing it, he regressed back to that memory, and Yoonie giggled, happy to see he was back with his cutest Namjoonie.
"Yoonie's cutest Namjoonie!" He squealed, gummy smile beaming as he patted Namjoon's face with his hands. "Lookit! Is Yoonie!"
Namjoon was surprised, but quickly melted into a smile. "Yoonie! Hello baby, I'm so happy to see you again!" He scooped the baby alter up in a hug.
Yoonie looked around the room as he clung to Namjoon. "Yoonie is not bad puppy no mores? Yoonie is home? No bad man?"
"Bad man is gone forever." Namjoon assured him, kissing Yoonie's little nose.
Then he realized.
"Wait, Yoonie, you were out when Yoongi was kidnapped?" He was suddenly alarmed. "Did he hurt you? Did the bad man...touch you?"
"Yoonie unforgaved bad man." Yoonie explained. "Was in timeout spot, but got out. Miss Yoonjie saved babypie from bad man."
"Yoonji too?" Namjoon realized he really had no idea what had happened when Yoongi was gone.
"Kitty?" Yoonie looked around the room. "Yoonie can has him Kitty? And popsicle?"
"Of course," Namjoon jumped out of bed instantly, pulling Kitty off the dresser and handing it to the baby.
Yoonie shrieked with delight when he saw it, reaching his arms out excitedly for the pink kitten and gripped it tight and close, burying his face into it, smelling the comforting strawberries.
Namjoon scooped him up, sneaking out of the room to the kitchen, where Seokjin was.
The boys face lit up when he saw Yoonie and he spat out his coffee, racing over. "Yoonie!"
Yoonie kicked his legs excitedly. "The pretty Seokjinnie! Yoonie missed!"
"I missed you so much, sweetheart." Seokjin stole the baby from Namjoon, kissing Yoonie's squishy cheek repeatedly. "My sweet baby angel, I'm so glad you're back home, safe and sound!"
"Yoonie is a good babypie." Yoonie giggled at the kisses. "Deserves this."
Namjoon opened the freezer and pulled out a popsicle, unwrapping it and handing it to the baby. "Here baby."
Yoonie opened his mouth wide and Namjoon placed it on his tongue for him. Yoonie leaned his cheek against Seokjin's shoulder, happily sucking his popsicle and admiring his cutest Namjoonie and the prettiest Seokjinnie.
"As ecstatic as I am to see Yoonie, how is he out?" Seokjin whispered to Namjoon. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah, I'll tell you later." Namjoon patted Yoonie's head, making sure Kitty was tucked in close between the two boys' chests.
Yoonie pulled his popsicle out of his mouth and offered it to Seokjin, who politely declined.
He walked to the couch and sat down, curling up with Yoonie as Namjoon turned on some cartoons for the baby.
Namjoon pouted as he sat across from them. "You stole him from me, you evil bastard. I shouldn't have brought him down here."
"Sucks to suck, Sucky McSuck Face." Seokjin stuck his tongue out at him, squeezing Yoonie so tightly that the baby gasped out an, "oof!"
Yoonie leaned down and patted the cushion next to Seokjin's thigh. "The cutest Namjoonie! Sit by Yoonie!"
Namjoon couldn't resist, and he slid over.
Seokjin glanced over at the boy, his heart pounding faster at his proximity.
This was the closest Namjoon had been to him since the incident, and he didn't want to make the boy uncomfortable.
But Namjoon was holding Yoonie's free hand, not seeming to mind he was pressed up against Seokjin.
Seokjin relaxed with a soft smile, and after a while Yoonie fell asleep in his arms, Kitty perched on top of his head.
Namjoon looked over when he felt something hit his shoulder, and was surprised to see Seokjin was laying his head on him, asleep.
He sighed, shifting into a comfortable position, knowing he was going to be here a while.
He grabbed another blanket off the back of the couch and tossed it over all of them, making sure Yoonie was bundled up, and kissed the baby's cheek.
Namjoon looked to Seokjin, reaching his fingertips up to place them gently against the boys cheek, before leaning down and softly kissing him for a few moments.
He pulled back and shut off the TV, ready to sleep for the night.
He settled against the couch cushions-
"Joon-ah..." Seokjin mumbled, eyes still closed.
"Yeah?" Namjoon whispered.
Seokjin sighed, nuzzling his face against Namjoon's shoulder. "I love you."
Namjoon smiled, his heart full.
"I love you too, Jin-ah."
And he did.
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*never ending gross sobbing and crying*